Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Kyrgyzstan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Young Marble Giants to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Man Eating Sloth,
Royal Trux,
Skarface,
Scan 7,
Cameo,
The American Breed,
Absolute Body Control,
New York Dolls,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobby Byrd,
Aural Exciters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Newcleus,
The Star Department,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Subhumans,
The Index,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donald Byrd,
Junior Murvin,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Swans,
Nirvana,
The Sound,
The Misunderstood,
Suburban Knight,
The Slits,
the Human League,
X-101,
Loose Ends,
Eve St. Jones,
Bad Manners,
Pierre Henry,
Thee Headcoats,
Blake Baxter,
Qualms,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed,
Duran Duran,
Oblivians,
Mad Mike,
The Gun Club,
Rekid,
The Moody Blues,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eurythmics,
Black Moon,
U.S. Maple,
Soft Cell,
Wasted Youth,
Cluster,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Easy Going,
Saccharine Trust,
Freddie Wadling,
Wolf Eyes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bootsy Collins,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.